"That's a lot of stuff."

The donkey boy opened the door of the cultivation room, and the aunt and Hua Yu controlled the goods in the air, and stuffed a large number of them into the cultivation room, and the room of more than 100 square meters was filled with independently placed objects.

Luckily, the boy had laid the floor next to the hot inlet and outlet, otherwise she wouldn't even have a sleeping quarter.

Su Yan was also holding two large boxes, and when he entered the door, he glanced at the donkey boy with a surprised expression on his face.

Don senior, you too. It's too invisible, isn't it?

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Su Yan's shocked expression, the donkey boy looked down at his pretended puzzled mouth and asked Su Yan, was there anything on his body that made him show a surprised expression?

Belly pockets, trousers, very ordinary pajamas.

"Nothing."

Su Yan immediately turned his head, not looking at the bulging sac squeezed out of the upper body of the diamond-shaped fabric, and honestly moved the goods to the side of the cultivation room and put it down, taking a look at the cultivation room that had not changed before.

Except for the entrance and exit of the water, an extra bunk, and some balls of yarn scattered on the ground, there is no change in the cultivation room that has become the temporary boudoir of the senior of the donkey.

"That's right! Little nephew, this is for you."

As if remembering something, the donkey boy took out a token from the cloak of the Demon Suppression Division hanging at the door, put it in Su Yan's hand and said, "In the past, after getting it, it was sold to help your aunt, but this year, I don't think I will sell it if I use it, and I plan to give it to you as a New Year's gift."

"Help, that's your food bill!"

The aunt rolled her eyes and immediately refuted the donkey's nonsense.

The big cat doesn't have time to come back a few times a year because of the busy inspection work, but every time she comes back, the aunt will invite the donkey to eat, and her food is not small.

The consumption of one meal can kill one-tenth of the pension that my aunt receives every month.

"What is this?"

The token given by the donkey boy is cast by black iron, there are some lace shapes on the four sides of the token, and the two words of the great Xia Yu are carved vertically on the token, Su Yan looked at it for a while, and still didn't find that it had any effect, so he directly asked the donkey what it could do.

"In addition to the year-end performance rewards, the Demon Suppression Division will also reward the best performers with additional martial arts qualification tokens, which can be given to the juniors in the family or sold." Auntie said.

A hundred people were selected in the preliminaries of the imperial martial arts, and the final winner could decide ten people to accept the reward of Emperor Xia Yu Wusheng.

But in addition to the one hundred people selected in the preliminaries, in fact, there are fifty more people who need to be counted, these people are all from the monks in Xia Yu's system, and the extra fifty people will not be able to get the final ten rewards, but they are not going for the royal reward.

Those who perform well among the fifty people of Black Iron can get the personal guidance of Master Xia Yu.

"To put it simply, no matter how good the foreign population is, it is not as good as their own family, and the purpose of the existence of these fifty people is to go up and show the force value of the young generation." The aunt complained with a slanderous face: "Of course, compared to those high-sounding reasons, I feel that the meaning of the existence of these fifty monks is to control the market and increase the peripheral handicap, so as to ensure that Xia Yu's profits can win big!"

….

"If you like it, go play, and if you don't like it, throw that token into the Treasure Pavilion and sell it, it's worth tens of thousands of catties of spirit stones!"

Although the royal family reward attracts monks, it is difficult to attract the monks of the upper clans of the Xia Yu system to fight.

The royal family doesn't care about those rewards, but when they come back, they are all foreign monks standing in the ring, which is in line with the summer ceremony?

Therefore, the Yanwu Black Iron Token was born, and at the end of the year, the royal family will send fifty Black Iron Tokens to the hands of Xia Yu's Six Divisions, the Demon Suppression Division and the kings with different surnames.

Being able to get in touch with the Taishi is a good way to show yourself that you have helped your family or clan to be promoted.

Assuming that the juniors don't want to go, the elders can force them to play in the ring by their heads.

"And then. . . The bigwigs gave us the Black Iron Token as a year-end performance reward."

The donkey child's face was full of indifference

Speaking of the secrets of the court, the royal family gave the black iron tokens to the ministries, hoping that the ministries and kings with different surnames could elect the young and strong people to win glory for the country, and as a result, Xia Yu's six departments and the Demon Suppression Division sent out the black iron tokens from the white prostitutes.

Successfully open source and reduce expenditure for his department, he can issue tens of thousands of spirit stones in cash rewards every year.

As for where the saved spirit stones go, it's not something that the officials need to care about.

「. It should be said, is it really worthy of Xia Yu?" Su Yan complained with black lines on his head.

Combined with the words of the aunt and the seniors, Su Yan felt that the so-called black iron token, and a sentence should actually be added on the back: Ask a strong thug to help us control the market.

And as the largest party above the court, Master Xia Yu should be able to get a lot from here, right?

Otherwise, how can you come out and point out the excellent.

"If you don't like it, sell it"

The aunt sat on the ground and began to unpack the goods, while Huayu sat beside the aunt with a courteous face, brewed tea and refreshments and put them on the low table, holding a booklet and charcoal in her hand to help the aunt record the name, valuation, and usefulness of the goods.

"It's too wasteful to sell it, Taishi Sumire is a strong man of the Red Dragon Clan in the South China Sea, and the little nephew should be able to gain some benefits if he can see Taishi Ao Jin."

As an intelligence eyeliner all over Xia Yu, Hua Yu opened her mouth to persuade Su Yan to go to the competition:

"Master Sumire is also like your father, who ran away directly from the South China Sea Dragon Clan in his early years, but his luck is much better than your father's, and he didn't run away for many years before he fell in love with Emperor Xia Yu, who was expanding his power."

The scales of each race of the Four Seas Dragon Clan are different, Su Yan's father Ao Ren scales are from the Black Dragon Clan of the North Sea, the black dragon talent contains water virtue and winter, and the talent of the Red Dragon Clan of the South China Sea also contains water control and cool summer.

The dragons divide the group based on the color of the body and the supernatural power contained in the natural powers.

Otherwise, even if it looks like a dragon, it can spit out dragon balls, and the dragons will not admit that the creature is a real dragon.

And a fox like Su Yan who doesn't look like a dragon and doesn't know if he can spit out dragon balls, as long as he has the ability to control water, then he is a real dragon!

Although it is not a pure-blooded true dragon, it also has the qualifications to be included in the genealogy of the North Sea Dragon Clan.

Dragons identify with their clan based on their talents, not simply by their appearance.

"Can I win if I am a cultivator?"

Su Yan raised his eyes and looked at Aunt Dixian, the real person of Huayu in the Transformation Period, the predecessor of the Transformation Period, and the Jindan Period Shark Nanwu who had just boiled tea and sent it to the cultivation room

….

Here in Xia Yu City, the foundation building period is full, and the monks of the Jindan period can be seen everywhere, as if there is no Yuan Ying cultivation who is not qualified to open a shop in Xia Yu.

If you build your own foundation and cultivate, won't you be beaten by monsters, demons, and children of destiny from all walks of life?

Don't, right? He spent tens of thousands of catties of spirit stones, but in exchange for a beating.

"Your cultivation isn't too bad! As a demon clan, it is already very good, besides, there is a forty-year-old limit for the imperial martial arts, and you can only meet the strongest person in the Jindan period, wander more, dodge more, and then use the divine power inherited by your parents to give the crotch of the Jindan stage monk a kick and win."

Hua Yu smiled and encouraged Su Yan, although it is a good thing to have self-knowledge, there is no need to favor one over the other.

In terms of cultivation, Su Yan is indeed a foundation building period.

But the physical strength of the demon clan cannot be ignored, except for the natural supernatural powers that become stronger and stronger with cultivation, the real strongest of the demon clan should be the physique.

"A little fox like you, kicking the crotch of the Terran monk with all his might, Aunt Hua Yu promises that both men and women will cover their crotch and fall to the ground and wail."

……

I've counted the plus more data.

Monthly pass: two shifts.

Tip: Three more.

All orders are one update.

A total of owed: six more, thanks to the support of the old buddies.

Because the biological clock is completely out of order, the update time should be two shifts before twelve o'clock, and the time for the update will be until the early hours of the morning.

The norm should be three or four more days, right?

It's been too long since I've had a change, and I got a mess yesterday, and now I may have to get used to the state of the explosion.

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